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Poured Out

“Poured Out” was written and crafted by Terri Dewey as she prepared to preach on Acts 2. You can listen to the sermon audio here.

Poured Out

the presence of God has left the building

the Spirit has been given

…to daughters, sons, servants and slaves,immigrants, outsiders, the barren,widows and divorced, abused, neglected,the single and the spouses,pastors and politicians,janitors and judges,the oppressor and the oppressed

the presence of God has moved outside walls

…across borders, political parties & behind enemy lines

into the hood and outside the corner store,

beyond the box of religious duty & fearful obedience

the wind blew and filled the whole housethe breath of heaven was a violent, crazy sound not restrained and timidthe fire of the holy, good, beautiful, lovely and sweetthat only could be encountered from a distancecame to rest like a tiny flame on every single person

the Spirit was given

all of them were filled

the Spirit poured out

and all began to speak

in languages, in words, in power

the language of each pilgrim

who came from all the world

to worship in one temple, one city, one holy groundbut every Jewish pilgrim, from every nation, heard the soundthe presence of God outside outside the walls outside what they had been taught outside their systems outside the holy templethe presence of God encountered right on the street the common somehow sacred where heaven meets with me

where the Spirit of the Lord is… there is forgiveness and there is freedom there is healing, a home where we belong

our human spaces changing through our risen King and these wonder-things point us back to You so we will worship when we serve, or when we sit when we give, when we forgive when we work, and when we rest

the sinful now forgiven

Your temples washed in You

Your Spirit has been given

and what we know

is what we will speak

what we have seen

is what we can speak

Your temples, we can speak

we work, we dance, we sing

we are alive

holy, breathing things

You are crafting us together Your people, we gather, we go we pray, we eat, we singYour presence left a building You’re living now in me